This morning has been born - without light - dim - forlorn A severe vault of clouds rushed across the open downs Black guant and eerie tree - skeletons danced dreadfully Tight in the claws of frost - winter showed it´s ghostly host
Artillery combat - flashing cannon fire - defeaning sound Approaching slowly - but unstoppable leaves burned ground
Nervously waiting in wretched ditches laid in ruins The lst instructional orders reached us a few hours ago Now seppararted from allied troops assured to come But there´s no more chance to flee from the superior enemy
Hell raging high speed bullet machine gun monotony Relinquishing position means to choose suzerainty
Just like an enormous thunderstorm war rules the entire killing zone Below the scourge of madness and decay that burden some commands the way
A sudden detonation to my left - fire screams a ray of heat Glowing splinters hailing down - cutting through irressistable flesh A sweetly scented reek turns the air into a sick Paralyzed breathing we undertook the last offence
Open fire - breacking through the hostile lines Ravaging internecine assault
Crawling through the mud - terrified of the inevitalbe end Our fate uncertain like that of a cutter in a storm The nameless victims - whose faces are unknown to thee Buried deep in the noman´s land mass graves
Open fire - breacking through the hostile lines Ravaging internecine assault
Below the scourge of madness and decay we horribly passed away